The Bromo Seltzer Tower modeled after the Palazzo de Vicchio in Florence has a Seth Thomas time piece that still serves the city after 102 years in Baltimore, MD. (Katherine Frey/THE WASHINGTON POST)
Baltimore bound

I enjoyed the recent article on Baltimore [“Charmed, I’m sure,” Feb. 24]. I learned about a few new spots for our next jaunt to the city. However, there was no mention of my favorite museum — the American Visionary Art Museum. I’ve been there several times and always find fun and interesting things to see. I love the mosaics on the building and the bus. I recently took my daughter and two grandchildren up for a visit, and they all loved it. I’m looking forward to the Kinetic race sponsored by the museum in May. I also like crossing the street to the Rusty Scupper — it makes a great day trip from our home in Virginia.

Sheila Faulkner

Falls Church

I am a transplanted Baltimore native living in Washington for the past 30-plus years. I regularly drive to Baltimore when I want good food or entertainment. Marc Fisher didn’t find the Baltimore that I know. A few examples of what he missed:

Ikaros in Highlandtown (renamed Greektown to attract Washington and Baltimore yuppies). Attman’s Deli on the edge of Little Italy, or G&M for the planet’s best crab cakes and a healthy dose of what blue-collar Bawlamer is all about. Pariser’s Bakery on Reisterstown Road. The article mentioned Woodberry Mills, but I suggest a drive up Falls Road by the Jones Falls to see the remains of so many other old mills and chat with some of the residents who live in the older homes adjacent to those old mills. While there, try Alonso’s on Cold Spring Lane for pizza. It’s been there since I was in college in the early 1970s.

Or go down to Canton. It’s in the midst of a revival, but you can check out its nooks and crannies — a corner bar or two, or look up and head for the Natty Boh mascot and walk around. Okay, Mr. Fisher found Hampden. Good for him, but like Lexington Market or the Inner Harbor, Washingtonians have already discovered Cafe Hon, which is at best passe, as well as a stereotype.

Eric Bergerson